Liu Xin smiled and said, "That's what Miss Guo means.
But I still listen to my aunt and won't bring anything with me next time.
It's a pity that Master Fang is doing well now because of the bamboo silk paintings he bought from the Guo family.
I'm very grateful to Guo He wanted to give it to Miss Guo, but he was afraid that she wouldn't accept it, so he couldn't ask me to bring it to him.
Originally, I wanted to ask Miss Guo what she meant.
No need to ask."
He was quiet but raised his head and said: "Seriously" Liu Xindao: "When did Brother Liu ever coax you?"
Qingya said: "Then you can bring it next time, I'll take it."
Liu Xin asked in disbelief: "Really?"
Qingyao said: "Of course it is true.
Although the paintings were sold to him, the Guo family also gave the brocade to the Fang family before, twice, so why can't they just accept a few paintings?"
This is her seriousness again, just like the last time she asked for brocade development information from various stores.
She transferred brocade weaving technology to the Nine Families in order to expand her network of contacts.
Use this network of contacts when they should be used, otherwise they will not be transferred in vain.
She wanted bamboo silk paintings not because of petty gain.
Now that Jiang Minghui has gone, only the Fang family is producing bamboo silk paintings.
This thing embodies the joint efforts of her and Jiang Minghui.
It is very important to her emotionally, technically and artistically.
They all have extraordinary significance.
Liu Xin's words reminded her that she wanted to collect them for collection and study, especially those compiled according to her manuscripts.
Of course, she can buy it with money.
But she refused and accepted Fang Chu's gift.
Transferring such valuable brocade technology to nine aristocratic families, and now asking the Fang family for a few paintings for money is not a petty act, it is purely to avoid suspicion.
Why should she be controlled by Xie Yinyue?
If there is really an affair, spending money will still hide it from others.
It can be seen that most of the time people act just to be seen by others.
Not for your own sake.
When Mrs.
Wu heard this, she became more enthusiastic and said: "Yes, I will."
Then he added: "Doctor Liu, you bring it, they don't need to send it."
She was afraid that Fang Chu would be troublesome, so it would not be good to send it in person.
Liu Xin smiled and said: "Okay" Guo Dayou didn't say much.
At this time, he said: "This fish is good.
Mom, try it."
No bowls or chopsticks.
Qingya hurriedly cut one, scooped out some soup and handed it to Mrs.
Wu.
Wu lowered her head and drank.
In Qingyuan Yanyu Pavilion, Fang Chu had already gotten out of bed.
Stand by the window and look at the scenery outside.
The remaining snow melted away, and the bent bamboo tops on the mountain and down the mountain straightened their backs again.
In the evening, Liu Xin returned and told him what happened today.
Fang Chu had known the rumors for a long time.
It wasn't new news, he listened quietly.
Wait until you hear what Qingya says.
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He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Liu Xin in disbelief.
Yuan'er on the side was also so excited that her eyes shone with excitement, as if she saw Miss Guo sitting in a sedan chair and being carried into the main hall of Yanyu Pavilion.
He went to the church to get married with the eldest young master.
Oops, the master kicked the eldest young master out.
Will the master and his wife come when the eldest young master gets married?
If not.
Who do you bow to when you worship at the High Hall?
Well, there is also the ancestral hall.
But the young master was exiled from the clan What can I do?
His thoughts were instantly drawn to the future, and he became anxious.
There's no need to rush.
He is the chief steward of Qingyuan and the young master's right-hand man.
He should worry about all these things.
He must think of them in advance, but he can't wait until he is imminent.
He was wandering around there, and Liu Xin was still talking to Fang Chu with a big tongue.
He was in a good mood today, drank a little too much, and became even crazier.
"I didn't believe it at the time.
Oh, you didn't see it."
He put the smile away from his face, pretending to be quiet and quiet, and pouted his mouth, raising his voice.
"She pouted her little mouth and said, I rob, even if I rob, what can you do to me?
Hehe, the little girl is quite powerful."
Fang Chu was in a state of excitement and his eyes were hot.
He quickly turned his gaze out the window to look at the lush green bamboos.
Liu Xin said again that Qingya wanted bamboo silk painting, but Fang Chu lost his composure again and said "take it seriously" Liu Xin smiled and said: "Look at you like this, you have no future."
Fang Chu ignored his ridicule and stayed for a while before a smile appeared on his face.
"That's enough" he thought in his mind.
She didn't avoid him like a snake or a scorpion, she treated him as usual, and he was content.
"Young Master, let me go and finish the painting."
Yuan'er also teleported from the future to the present, fulfilling her duties.
"Well, come to my room first."
Fang Chu ordered.
Yuan'er agreed and hurried out.
All the bamboo silk paintings were brought in at once, and there were five sets in total: some were in the style of a whole wall mural, some were in the banner style, and some were in the screen style.
There are six or eight screens, and there are large insert screens.
They were all moved in and placed in the center of the room.
Fang Chu ordered more lamps to be lit, pens and ink to be laid out, and all the relevant process information to be recorded.
Yuan'er finished it all in a hurry, and then polished the ink himself and served it.
Fang Chu first walked to the hanging picture of mist and rain on the Spring River and looked at it carefully.
During this meditation, it seemed as if Guo Qingya was standing side by side with him in front of the misty rain picture, looking at it carefully and asking softly.
He then narrated eloquently, starting from the conception of her drawing, how to lay it out in order to highlight the theme, and then to the selection of materials and colors, as well as the preparation process and techniques, which ones were used before, what improvements were made, etc.
She listened carefully, nodded, and asked new questions.
He then turned around and walked to the table, his pen followed his heart, and he put down everything he thought on the paper.
The small regular script of the same color is strong and straight, and there is a faint edge in it.
This text is similar to an inscription and postscript, covering the appreciation, evaluation, and preparation process of this bamboo silk painting.
After writing this piece, I turned to the set of screens.
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In his mind, he led Qingya over and explained the formation of the screen.
With her by his side, he didn't feel tired at all, and he forgot about the pain in his hands.
The late night in the cold winter becomes charming.
Because of the cold, there is less hustle and bustle of spring and summer.
In the silence, only they are immersed in the world of paintings, exploring and feeling the charm of art.
The lights kept dancing, and it was already late at night before I knew it.
Seeing that Fang Chu had no intention of stopping, Yuan'er felt anxious and did not dare to disturb him.
He could see that the eldest young master was completely immersed in the wonderful world, if he was disturbed at this time.
The consequences are serious.
Fangchu didn't stop writing until all five sets of bamboo silk paintings were completed.
As soon as I relaxed, I suddenly felt mentally exhausted.
He was too preoccupied before Yuan'er hurriedly helped him to lean on the Arhat bed and said: "Young master, please have a rest.
I asked someone to boil the medicine, and the young master drank it, then had some midnight snacks and fell asleep.
The younger one will do the rest." " Fang Chu closed his eyes, nodded slightly and said, "Fashion and paste the inscription.
Use a box to put it in another box."
Yuan'er agreed.
Get busy.
A woman came in with medicine for Fang Chu to drink.
Fang Chu drank the medicine, then drank two small bowls of red dates and purple rice porridge, then rinsed his mouth.
Only then did the mother-in-law retreat.
Yuan'er packed up the paintings and other things, gave him a warm foot soak, helped him sleep, and then closed the door.
Leave gently.
Fang Chu closed his eyes and seemed to be taking a boat to Guo's house with Qingya.
The boat arrived on the water in front of Guo's house.
Seeing the continuous green lotus from a distance, he suddenly refused to go because he remembered the beatings and torture he had received from everyone in the Guo family.
She glanced at him, said "coward" and left.
He became unconvinced.
How could he be afraid?
So, he got on another boat in a daze and rowed to Guo's house.
Paddling for a long time.
The waterway seemed to have no end, and she could never catch up with her.
The next day.
When Liu Xin checked her pulse, she saw that Fang Chu's energy was not as good as yesterday.
She frowned and said, "The injury is not healed yet.
It's so stressful.
It makes my condition worse and I have to pay more for the consultation."
Fang Chu smiled apologetically at him and said, "I won't do it again."
Liu Xin looked at the food and wine he had prepared earlier and muttered: "No wonder there was wine in the morning.
You have decided on me."
After breakfast, Black Stone came back.
Fang Chu leaned on the Arhat's bed and listened to his report on various situations.
After hearing this, he said: "Ignore it.
Pay attention to the news in the capital."
Black Stone responded: "Yes."
He also talked about the situation of the Fang family and said that the brocade workshop has been closed down.
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Fang Chu's expression was slightly cold, but he still had no big reaction.
"If you seal it, seal it.
People in this world only strive for fame and fortune, but they don't know that when they cut off other people's life paths, they also cut off their own.
No wonder," he said softly.
"One more thing: Xia Liuxing came to Miss Xie and didn't know what to say.
But soon the Xia family asked the Guo family to take Miss Guo into the house in advance.
Uncle Guo seemed to have gone back to Green Bay Village to discuss with Miss Guo ."
Heishi said again.
"It's because he didn't die quickly enough," Fang Chu sneered.
Heishi said nothing, waiting for his instructions.
"You go ahead."
Fang Chu said calmly, without giving him any further instructions.
"Yes."
Blackstone retreated.
Fang Chu leaned back on the pillow, closed his eyes and meditated.
The next day, Yuan'er packaged five sets of bamboo silk paintings, put them on the boat, and told Fang Chu: "Master, I will send them to you with Dr.
Liu.
I know how to weave these paintings best.
If Miss Guo wants to Ask, I can at least answer something.
But Dr.
Liu doesn’t understand anything.”
Fang Chu glanced at him and said, "Go and do your business."
Then he said to Liu Xin: "Tell Miss Guo that these are only the first five paintings, and the others have not been compiled yet.
After they are compiled, they will be given to her.
What we sell are all designed separately by the artist.
Those compiled according to the manuscript are not for sale, except for the ones given to her. , just keep it."
Liu Xin was happy to be able to go out for a walk and visit other people's homes from time to time.
She waved and smiled and said: "I understand.
I'm going to Yuan'er and take good care of your young master.
I've prepared all the medicine and cook it every day."
Don't let your young master get upset.
If you worry more about the workshop, he will have less to worry about.
It's cold, so don't let your young master run to the water all the time.
Even Shi Xing will freeze."
While he was chattering, he kept walking out of the courtyard.
Not only Yuan'er, but also Fang Chu was dumbfounded.
However, as his eyes followed his back and extended to Green Bay Village, his mood softened.
"What do you want to do in that place?
Haven't you been beaten enough?"
He laughed at himself in his mind and forced himself to go to the study while asking Yuan'er to call the steward.
As he sat down to wait, he couldn't help but wonder, if Tingqin was discovered by Guo Shouye and his son, would he really be beaten?
Fang Chu was discussing the management of the workshop with the stewards.
Qingyuan welcomed a visitor, Shi Duo, Fang Chu's good friend, who asked him to say goodbye before returning south.
"Why did I just go there these days and such a big thing happened?"
After sitting down, Shi Duo couldn't wait to ask without even taking a sip of tea.
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"Even I don't know how to tell you," Fang Chu said.
He was not trying to shirk the blame or concealing anything, it was indeed unexpected.
Shi Duo looked at his hands wrapped like rice dumplings for a while, as if he was irritated, frowned, picked up the hot tea, tilted his neck and poured it all into his mouth, causing Fang Chu to say anxiously: "Don't burn your throat."
Shi Duo rolled his eyes and said nothing.
Fang Chu asked: "Why are you willing to come and see me?
You don't think I am unfilial, unjust, and unacceptable in the world.
I am no longer the eldest young master of the Fang family.
I no longer have the right to make decisions about the Fang family's affairs."
Shi Duo glared and cursed: "Don't tell me this shit, Xiaoyi.
Could it be that I, Old Shi, am friends with you because of your status?
There are many brocade families, but I don't have such friendship with Shaodong from other families.
Say something, don't Don’t like to hear: Even if you come from a wealthy family, you may not have my opinion.
Knowledge.
Our maritime trade has come and gone, and we have experienced countless life and death situations.
You never know what will happen at the next moment.
You can see a person's true nature best at the moment of life and death, whether friends turn against each other or brothers fight against each other.
Strange.
When it comes to understanding people's hearts, you are not as good as me."
Fang Chu fell silent.
First it was Liu Xin, then Shi Duo.
What about his best friend?
He suddenly felt a pain in his heart and turned his face away.
After a while of silence, Shi Duo asked: "Are the goods ready?"
Fang Chu said: "Everything is ready."
Shi Duo said: "Get more.
Last time I went to sea, I bought two screens inlaid with bamboo silk paintings at Jiang's house, and sold them at high prices.
So don't worry, I will definitely be able to help you make a lot of money this time.
You A good start is the most auspicious for setting up a single household.
Oh, you need money.
You need it most now."
Fang Chu said: "Why, you want to lend me money?"
Shi Duo said seriously: "I won't be back until at least April next year when I go out.
I can't help you if anything happens.
I'll leave you a token.
With it, within one million taels You can call it.”
Fang Chu couldn't help but emphasize: "I am no longer the eldest son of the Fang family.
Do you still believe in me?"
Shi Duo glared again, and was about to get angry, but suddenly stopped, and said with a smile: "This is because I have a vision, and I am sure that you will be prosperous in the future.
Now you are in despair, I will give you a favor for free, and I will have something in the future."
It’s only when I’m in big trouble that I turn to you for help.”
Fang Chu looked at him straightly, as if considering his words.
Shi Duo felt uncomfortable looking at him and said impatiently: "Why don't I rush to give you money because I have never seen you like this before, and you still doubt this and that?"
Fang Chu said: "I would have spoken if you hadn't told me.
It would have been okay to come to my uncle, but I didn't want to worry my elders, so I didn't disturb him."
Shi Duo immediately beamed.
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He stayed in Qingyuan for two days, and on the third day he loaded a ship full of goods and sailed down the river.
Let's talk about Liu Xin, who came to Guo's house again with bamboo silk paintings.
As usual, the Guo family welcomed him very much, but Guo Shouye and his son came back because the Xia family wanted to bring Qingya into the house two years ago.
They were so angry that they couldn't help but complain to him when they saw him, saying that officials bullied the people.
It makes sense.
Qingya ordered people to take apart the bamboo silk paintings one by one and look at them.
After opening it, she immediately sank in.
These paintings are extremely familiar to her because they were hand-drawn by her.
The weaver perfectly interpreted the ideas of her paintings.
The color scheme accurately expressed what she was thinking at the time.
Looking at the paintings, she felt a kind of spiritual connection. wonderful feeling.
When I opened the box again and read the title and postscript, I felt even more inspired.
She was immersed in an ethereal state, as if her soul had left her body.
While she was mentally reading paintings, her body had not missed what her father, Liu Xin and others were saying.
After watching the five sets, she suddenly turned back to Guo Shouye and said, "Dad, go and tell the Xia family: Let me spend the last New Year at home, and then come to the Xia family after the Chinese New Year.
If you don't agree, let him do whatever he wants."
Guo Shouye and his son were stunned for a while, and then they both shouted: "How can that be done?"
Liu Xin said hurriedly: "I heard that the imperial envoy was coming years ago."
Friends, I will update it tomorrow or at night.
I can’t find any inspiration.
I obviously have the plot in my heart, but I just don’t know how to express it.
It needs to be brewed o╰o To be continued 4209051: